I was, ere a name had been named upon earth, Ere one trace yet existed of aught that has birth: When the locks of the Loved One streamed forth for a sign, And Being was none save the Presence Divine! Named and name were alike emanations from Me, Ere aught that was ‘I’ yet existed, or ‘We’; Ere the veil of the flesh for Messiah was wrought, To the Godhead I bowed in prostration of thought